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This sound and frequently hilarious brother movie revolves around the difficulties involved in geological dating in the 90s. Jon Favreau wrote and starred as the Woody Allen-like center of the plastic film, but the real care for is the career-launching performance of Vince Vaughn, "hes money." The always beaming Heather Graham puts in an appearance that volition do your heart some good and the retro-swing soundtrack will keep your toe-tapping throughout.

Was Jenna Elfman Mikes ex-girlfriend in the pictures he looks at?

Good Question Aimee, I dont own it - simply someone on staff, no doubt, will - Ill turn the hounds loose on that one?

Elizabethtown is the modish effort from the marvelous Cameron Crowe, the gifted writer/director wHO brought us Almost Famed, Jerry Maguire, and Say Anything. With his new film, Crowe once again mixes romance, rock n roll, and a sense of notion.

Elizabethtown features Orlando Flower (in his first major contemporary part) as Drew Baylor, a hot shot shoe architect who suffers the first major float of his professional life history. Shortly thenceforth, he learns of his fathers untimely death. In an attempt to flee his recent career swoop and make arrangements for his latterly deceased forefather, he makes the long trek to his honest-to-goodness stomping ground in KY to claim care of some personal business and do a little soul searching in the action. During his journey, Drew meets Claire Colburn (Kirsten Dunst), a free spirited airline co-occurrence who immediately tickles his fancy.

So right kayoed of the gate, have it be known that Elizabethtown bares a hit resemblance to last years sleeper Garden State, just before everyone paints Cameron Crowe a thief, rent it be known that Zach Braffs exceptional debut is shamed of dipping into Crowes back catalogue, so Id say the two cinema makers ar even. All things considered, Id say that I was more than moved by Garden State, but both films suffer from a little to much wandering.

Orlando Bloom tries to break free of his "period piece" restraints to miscellaneous effect. Hes likable enough I suppose, but he just isnt able to carry this movie on his shoulders (and dont get me started on his less than impressive American speech pattern). Kirsten Dunst, on the other hired hand, virtually overplays her part as the offbeat woman in Drews life. There was something natural, sweet and effortless in the way Natalie Portman graced the screen in Garden State, and while Dunst is on occasion charming here, I always felt like she was pushing a little besides hard. Susan Sarandon is surprisingly ineffectual as a newly widowed woman, and the fashion in which she deals with her recent loss, is shockingly cliched.

Following the expiry of her husband, she immediately takes up hobbies that she probably wouldnt have considered while her husband was alive (i.e. cookery and tap dancing), and while I suppose thats the hale point, I found the scenario rather routine. Alec Baldwin plays scene stealer once over again as Drews intimidating boss. Like Christopher Walken, Baldwin is one of those actors wHO quite much becomes the center of attention when hes on screen. He has a ball with this minuscule role, and I enjoyed every second of it. One of my favorite performances in Elizabethtown comes courtesy of Paul Schneider as Drews goofy cousin. Its a small role to be sure (and I got the distinguishable impression that there was more of him in the extended version that screened at the Toronto Film Fete), but Schneider makes the most of it in a sweet, winning turn.

There is greatness in this flick. Moments of pure magic that only a guy like Cameron Crowe potty deliver. For instance, I love the scene in which John Drew and Claire visit Colonel Saunders grave, and Claire proclaims him the Jim Morrison of Kentucky. I also enjoyed the boilersuit message of Elizabethtown. The movie suggests that theres nothing wrong with failure. Failure is a part of the learning process, and you shouldnt give up, even if a billion dollar mark deal blows up in your face. Or how about the wonderful town who reside in Drews hometown. These people ar full of love, and its through them that Drew is able to connect with his dead father. All beautiful traits. But this is a major problem I have with the film. Its a motion picture of moments. As a whole it comes up short. As well many sequences start off strong then fall flat. Take for instance an intimate cellphone phone call between Drew and Claire. This would have been a beautiful sequence had it lasted five minutes. Instead, it goes on for about twelve proceedings. Or how about a montage featuring Drew driving the countryside with his cremated father in the passenger seat. This sequence also runs too long.

Ive been a brobdingnagian fan of Cameron Crowe for geezerhood. I just now love the way this guy writes dialogue and he seems to have a tangible feel for human nature. Whats more Crowe has an incredible knack for picking definitive songs that perfectly congratulate a scene. That is, until this slight misfire. Dont get me wrong. Elizabethtown does get it right on occasion such as a classic minute in which the southern rock anthem Free Doll is performed in a fashion I wont presently forget. But whereas in so many other Crowe films, euphony is exploited to congratulate a scene, here, they often take over the scene fashioning several sequences a shade self conscious.

Elizabethtown is a film I really wanted to love, just in the end, I think its at the lower closing of the spectrum of Crowes efforts. For me, it lacks the romance of Suppose Anything and Jerry Maguire, and the rock n roll bliss of Nigh Famous. And while Vanilla extract Sky was a major departure for the director, even it seemed to maintain a certain genial of rhythm method of birth control. Elizabethtown is certainly the best motion-picture show this particular weekend had to put up (dont bother with The Fog or Domino), simply I take in to admit, Id hoped for a little bit more.

I went into Elizabethtown with plenty of trepidation, Id seen and read luke warm reviews - and it as well appeared to me as if mayhap concocted this film about the idea of Orlando Blooms first-class honours degree non larger-than-life role ever and simply didnt have the time to craft the type of picture that weve come to expect from him. Like your commentator alludes to, there ar aspects of the film that feel unexplored or left on the cutting room floor. Ive never come away from a Cameron Crowe film feeling anything less than quenched - and I reckon Im barely taking shots in the dark as to what went amiss with Elizabethtown.

True this may be the weakest thing Crowe has through with - merely what does that very say? The man has been involved with movies for all over 20 years and if this is his fisrt dud - then extolment are in order. Its certainly non too bad of a failure. I enjoyed the story and aside from some of the comments Adam has, felt like it was an entertaining film overall. I think we demand to cut this guy wire some slake?

You know a B- is scarce a disaster. If thats a sum failure Ill take that any day.

After watching Elizabethtown and being rather disappointed in it - which is a number one for me with a Crowe photographic film I went back and watched Vanilla extract Sky. I hadnt seen it for a patch. but if you want to have your organized religion restored in Cameron, check this one out again. its just plain brilliant.

Real Women Have Curves is a fairly winning coming of age/slice of ethnic culture life film that succeeds in turgid part (forgive the wordplay) because of the spot on performance by its big-boned friend - the lovely The States Ferrara. Set in East L.A. the film is a mildly entertaining film that is a very general sense might be thought of as the Mexican version of my Big Fat Hellene Wedding.

Directed by Patricia Cardoso the film focuses on Anas plight as a promising High School day graduate, wHO is expected to be content to spend the prime of her living laboring away in her older sisters dress-manufacturing sweatshop. To bring in matters worse, she must bear up under her mothers brutal criticism about her weight problem. Her mother is played by the venerable Latino actress Lupe Ontiveros (who youve seen playing sassy maids in scores of films and is perhaps best remembered as the actress who killed Jennifer Lopez in the biopic Selena.

As estimable as Ontiveros is, I didnt truly care for this performance - it was so stiffly drawn and though you knew she idolised her girl, she wasnt ever granted the chance to show this to my satisfaction. And concluded up existence the inventory character from start to finish. George IV Lopez was actually quite likable as Anas Highschool School counselor who went out of his way of life to help and advance Ana pursue her dreams of getting into college, despite her familys opposition.

At number 1, Ana thinks shes to a fault good for the sweatshop, and bridles at her menial job and considers such manual labor as the state of women of substandard intelligence and no self-pride. But she gains a grudging respect for these women wHO grind it out day after day, in force sewing dresses for the Cinderellas of the globe for niggling wages. And in the films most obviously comical and kooky scene openly rejects the cultural definition of beauty by starvation, by stripping down to her underclothes to beat the passion and eventually drawing the rest of the workers into a battle of the bulge. Its a delightful and eye-opening scene that makes its point well.

Again the photographic film is carried on the broad shoulders of the guileless shoulders of USA Ferrara wHO turns in an unforgettable performance in what some Im sure would regard a forgettable film. She is confident, without being cocky and refuses to play along with anyones lowered expectations of her, and she does a convincing job of proving that magnanimous is beautiful and this isnt just an void cliche, she is a gorgeous young woman, careless what the bathroom musical scale might report card.

The film was adapted by George LaVoo and Josefina Lopez from Lopez play, and though the film would have profited a good bit from relying less on the cliched characters that surrounded Ana. Spell no one is painted as a villain, and you silent the actions of all of the films characters, had there been a little less predictability this film could have soared. As it is the film cruises - only it cruises well enough for a thumbs up.

Man forges relationship with life size doll. On paper, that sounds like the worst idea in the history of bad ideas. As a film though, Lars and the Real Girl is one of the most unexpected gems of the holiday season. A quirky, thoughtful, endearing narration of love and kin as told through the eyes of Lars, a socially reclusive man wHO brings family his young girlfriend to meet the family. The new twinkle in his eye? An inanimate object named Bianca. When Lars first introduces the dolly to his brother Gus (Paul Schneider) and his bewildered married woman Karin (Emily Mortimer), they are just as aghast as we the audience. They dont know how to respond to Larsapparent state of dementia. Before long, through the aid of local head-shrinker Dr. Dagmar (wonderfully played by Patricia Clarkson) Gus, Karin, and all those who rest in this tight knitwork town, realise that they just cause to go along with Lars behaviour until the troubled gentleman can work through his psychological problems on his own.

It seems that through this doll, the usually self-examining Lars is able to communicate with those around him, and until he can memorize to communicate on his own, Bianca will continue to remain in the picture. Lars and the Real Girl was observantly written by Six Feet Under penman Nancy Joseph Oliver and directed with surprising subtlety by Craig Dizzy Gillespie (Mr. Woodcock), Whats really special about this film is the genuine passion and warmness on display throughout. The reason the townsfolk take Bianca is because of their love for Lars. They care about him. They require to see him scram better and theyll do whatever it takes to make that happen. At the nerve of the movie is a marvellously restrained turn by the gifted Ryan Gosling (even if his Lars does slightly resemble the loopy David Arquette). His disarmament and solemn portrayal keep the cinema from decorous silly. In fact, each and every actor in this picture commits 100%. Emily Mortimer and Alice Paul Schneider ar sensational as Lars family. This is an offbeat film, simply the emotion and drama at the heart of it couldnt be any more real. Lars and the Real Girl is an absolute gem. Its everything that dorky 80s movie Manikin should own been. Ryan Gosling is the to the highest degree exciting histrion of his generation, and I cant wait to see what he does next.

Girl With A Bone Earring caps a year that launch its lead actress Scarlett Johansson pretty much the "it" girl of 2003. Non only was she praised for her outstanding work in Bulgarian capital Coppolas subtle and surrealistic Lost in Translation, merely she as well garnered stiff word of mouth for her turn in Girl With A Pearl Earring in which the majority of her screen-time compulsory very little dialogue.

This exquisite period of time drama (set up in 17th century Holland) based on the koran of the same make, attempts to imagine a back taradiddle that results in the original inspiration for Johannes Vermeers noted painting, by examining the tough life of the young, poor housemaid wHO posed for it.

The Girl With A Pearl Earring is intimate and almost sexual in its depiction of an artist and she who inspires him, just it gets its decimal point across without the use of whatsoever overt sexuality.

Ive seen several films that delved into the psychological profiles of artists (i.e. Pollock and Frida), and I wouldnt call this movie ane of the better examinations. But and then, I estimate it could be argued that this story is more approximately Griet (Johannson) than it is Jan van der Meer.

The Fille WIth A Pearl Earring is a beautiful pic to look at but, sadly, it lacks depth and brainwave into world Health Organization these people actually ar. Johansson is an downright treasure and her ability to perform through actions rather than words is the centrepiece of this film. It is easy to see how this woman became a muse to Jan Vermeer. Certainly, Johansson lends a complexity to this role simply through the elusive nuances of facial expression.

Colin John Rupert Firth is intense as Jan Vermeer, even though he is essentially working with what is an underwritten contribution. Still, he makes us believe that he is a adult male who is passionate when it comes to doing what he does topper. Tom Wilkinson is utterly creepy as Van Ruijven, one of Vermeers chief patrons. From the minute he appears on screen, we know he is a valet capable of monstrous actions. I too really enjoyed Cillian Potato (28 Years Later) as a butchers son wHO seeks Griets affection, although the function is far too small. He genuinely only serves one aim, and I wont give away it in this review.

As I stated, The Girl With Pearl Earring is sensuous film experience. Its Musical Score, Filming and Costume Design Oscar Nominations are well merited. Unfortunately, the movie is not almost as compelling as some would get you believe. While a film doesnt have to move like a freightage train to be exciting, it does need to spark ones interest, and this flick didnt perpetually spark mine.

Watching Johansson and J. R. Firth work their magic was a joy, but I only bid the writing here was a little deeper. I really wanted more depth and exploitation. In footing of story, my favorite aspect of Girl With A Pearl Earring was watching Johanssons Griet form a large decision for herself towards the end of the picture, before it was made for her. Subsequently being told what to do for most of her life, it was nice to see her make a choice for herself.

Much like Cold Mountain, Girl With A Pearl Earring was ineffectual to let across sufficiency emotional lick. I liked the picture but I didnt making love it.

The film was way as well boring and slow for

Another summertime movie time of year, and yet another lousy remake. This time, the guilty political party is managing director Jan De Bont (Swiftness, Twister, and Speed 2), an ex-cinematographer turned action director wHO seems hell bent on substituting high technology special effects for suspense.

In this updated version of the creepy graeco-Roman, Liam Neeson rounds up three insomniacs, takes them to an ominous look mansion, and proceeds to run tests on them. Little does he or his patients know that the fearsome Hill House is (surprise!) haunted.

The Haunting is a dreadfully written, badly directed batch that offers virtually zero scares. De Bont should have taken a clue from the films he borrows from–the original Persistent, The Shining, and Poltergeist are far more scarier than this nonsense. The old version relied on insinuation, The Shining on atmosphere, and Poltergeist on characterization. This film has none of these qualities.

Lili Taylor is the only i involved that shows whatsoever depth. Liam Neeson appears for well-nigh twenty minutes, Owen Angus Frank Johnstone Wilson (Bottle Rocket) walks about being an unfunny impertinent aleck, and Catherine Zeta-Jones shows us nothing other than her pretty typeface. Theres as well a square underlying gay woman tension affair between Mother Jones and Taylor that is just completely unnecessary.

Attempting to maintain it all together ar the state of the art special personal effects, all of which sum up to nothing when youre dealing with a ridiculous, unconnected story. The only matter that is effective in this remaking is the fabulous artistic production direction. ItÕs too forged this residence wasnt featured in a better moving-picture show.

Im starting to curiosity if De Bonts Hurrying was a fluke. Its certainly starting to look that way. The Haunting is the worst genial of horror film–the kind that isnt in the least bit scary. If youre looking at for a good haunting, go see The Anthony Charles Lynton Blair Witch Design.

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The Covenant is essentially Lost Boys meets The Craft (or you might even call it The Lost Boys go to Hogwarts), and while it lacks the hip sensibility of the former and the all out angst of the later, its surprisingly well made – technically at any rate. If only this picture had a decent screenplay and better acting, they might have had something here. Rather, we have a script cobbled together from pieces of better films and a bunch of edward Young actors and actresses world Health Organization are so ultra good looking, that they never seem terribly concerned around their performances. In fact, the full cast seems perfectly depicted object just showing off their perfect bodies. A ripe half of the film showcases this attractive draw prancing around in their underwear and, in one case, nil at all.

As for the secret plan, The Concordat tells the story of four buddies with witchlike powers world Health Organization must do battle with an as powerful effect that has descends upon them without warning.

The Covenant is based on the graphic novel of the same name and was directed by Renny Harlin. Harlin has made some films that I immensely enjoy (see Die Hard 2 and Cliffhanger) but hes also creditworthy for some pictures I truly despise (see Cutthroat Island and Driven). I suppose The Covenant lies somewhere in between (on par with the unrelentingly silly only strangely watchable Deep Blueish Sea). On the ane hand, theres nothing abysmally exciting about this story, and the ending of the pic in particular is over before anything really happens. Its an incredibly weak climax. What is more, The Concordat has a bizarre, sorting of homoerotic undercurrent flow through its veins. About every time the foursome life long pals ar speaking to each other on the phone, theyre shirtless - their bellying, lubed up chests glistening in the moonlight. Please? We likewise get a shower fit that really pushes the boundaries of the PG-13 rating. At last, theres even a moment in which one buster kisses some other dude ahead me to believe that perhaps a better title for this movie would have been "Flight to Brokeback Mountain," or perhaps "The Shaft." Now Im no homophobe (and in fact, I thought Brokeback Mountain was a beautiful film), just this stuff really matte up out of place to me. Joel Schumachers flicks (specifically At sea Boys and his 2 Batman efforts) feel positively restrained by comparison. On the sky side of the coin, Harlin does take a little time to testify off the gals assets. Included, a sequence in which our young heroines wander around their dormitory in lean gowns and panties, so I think thats a big addition for the horny, straight males in the audience. Leading madam Laura Ramsey, even gets a shower seen of her have, but we only see her clouded backside from the external of the barely gauzy shower door. What a rip off!

So what does work in The Covenant? Well, the movie is well shot and crisply edited. It as well offers up a few effective creep out moments including a spider chronological succession that would make the producers of Arachnophobia proud. The CG effects are well utilised and work to much stronger burden here than in that lame Pulse rate movie. I also thought the picture benefitted a bit from the "so sappy its entertaining" theory, albeit not as much as "Snakes on a Plane" or the bullet train that is "Crank".

Also enhancing the overall entertainment value of The Concordat is the funny if a tad self conscious dialogue. At one point in the movie, one character proclaims that; "Dreamcatcher was the shit". In some other, a office hungry warlock tells some other of his kind; "Ill make you my we-otch!"

Women will no incertitude swoon at the internet site of these four husky young warlocks, most notably Steven Straits (Sky Heights). This histrion sort of reminds me of James Franco minus the undue brooding. Actress Laura Ramsey is sure a pretty face, just it ends there. Her romantic moments with Pass are out-and-out cheesy. The two dont seem to have any chemistry. If they do, it for sure doesnt occur across on screen. Their big kiss towards the end of the film evoked laughter from the crowd I saw the flick with. Sebastian Stan, who appears to get graduated from the Hayden Christensen Shoal of Performing, has a couple of entertaining moments as a…well…I wouldnt want to ruination the plot, so Ill say no more.

The Covenant is forgettable fare to be sure, simply for whatsoever reason, it wasnt the big while of irish bull I was expecting. I had a good clip watching it, but I dont cerebrate Id necessarily watch it again. Patch I cant give it a whole hearted recommendation, I can say it beats the crap kayoed of Material Girls and Pulse. Take that we-otch!

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Akeelah and the Bee isnt the kind of movie I like to criticize. It is, subsequently all, well intentioned merely ultimately, I didnt buy into it. Regardless of its sweetness and its earnest endeavour at organism the quintessential family photographic film, it real isnt a very honest movie. Wherefore? Ill get to that in a moment.

Taking a cue from the infinitely more entertaining (and dramatic) objective Spellbound, Akeelah and the Bee tells the narration of Akeelah, a dozen year old spelling protégé who spends most of her time struggling to fit in at her Crenshaw middle school. Finally, she sees a spelling bee on ESPN and realizes that such competitions might be her slate. After winning a local bee, she is encouraged by her school principal to advertize her talent further. Sadly, Akeelahs momma isnt entirely sold on this whimsy, granted shes a overworked single mother spending about of her extra time making sure her adolescent son steers clear of gang culture. Akeelah shortly finds aid in the form of Joshua Larabee (hey-Akeelah and the Lara-Bee), a one time college professor and spelling bee champ world Health Organization has since been low by that harsh thing called life.

Where to begin? Akeelah and the Bee is plagued by fake persuasion. It often pulls at the heartstrings so operose that I found myself with a bad subject of affectionateness burn. And those whove ever experient heart burn know, it doesnt find very good.

Young Keke Palmer does an admirable job here expressing mental attitude, tenacity, and emotion, and had she been given a stronger screenplay, this could have been immense for her. As it stands, her performance is hindered because of watery writing and direction. Lawrence Fishburne is all also quiet as the lone Dr. Larabee. His internal pain is evident because the screenplay dictates it, but I never unfeignedly felt it. Angela Bassett is mettlesome as an assertive female parent doing the best she can with what she has. Having said that, Fishburne and Basset fared much better as co-stars in Boyz in the Hood and Whats Passion Got to Do With It, because those films were fueled by real drama, rather of paint-by-numbers sentiment.

Of the entire cast, I enjoyed youth George Hornedo best. He plays Akeelahs new bee buddy Roman. This energetic actor has some wonderful, genuine moments with Palmers Akeelah, and hes able to contribute the plastic film truly divine humor.

As a spelling bee dramatic play this image bares a striking resemblance to another Lawrence Fishburne film, the vastly superior Searching For Bobby Fisher. Both movies feature kid protégés with an awful gift for their guile (in "Bobby Fisher" it was chess), and both movies feature young protagonists out to make their parents proud. Unhappily though, Akeelah and the Bee ditches the subtle nuances that made Searching For Bobby Fisher so effective, and trades them in for numerous clichés that, on more than one occasion, had the Boneman giggling aloud.

The common bond that Akeelah and Larabee share in this picture is extremely heavy handed and before everyone paints me a cynic, know that I am exceedingly susceptible to such business when handled in a less obvious fashion. For instance, Im an unembarrassed fan of the Sean Astin photographic film Rudy. That movie features a bond of sorts between Daniel Ruettiger and his grizzled boss Portion (played by Charles S. Dutton), just the pic makers kept this stuff in check in Rudy. In Akeelah and the Bee, the proceedings are far too manipulative devising for bum and contrived melodrama.

In fact, most of Akeelah and the Bees numerous shortcomings lie down in the mechanical screenplay. Structurally, the picture is all over the map. It doesnt know when to cease. At one point, Akeelah becomes a local celebrity. Were talking big time. Autograph signings, television appearances etc. I can buy into the TV interviews, but john Hancock signings? Its a spot ridiculous. As for the dialogue, to the highest degree of it feels like dialogue. This is to say that much of the meter, when characters are speech production in this film, the conversations dont really rate of flow. Again, its all to a fault mechanical. Granted it should be punctually noted that Fishburne and Palmer have a few inspired bits of word play, and Im willing to bet that these particular moments were makeshift.

Writer Doug Atchison also serves as director, and his instincts as a film manufacturer dont dish him likewise well. In addition to being large handed, the movie besides features some stereotypical moments that ar down right offensive. Look on as an angry Asiatic man criticizes his boy for most letting a young smutty girl flap him in a plot of Scrabble. This sort of affair might be funny on an episode of B. B. King of the Hill (Kahn pulls such business on the Mike Judge show up all the time), but in Akeelah and the Bee, it makes the proceedings all the more than ridiculous. Its quite simply a unmatched dimensional (and cliched) scenario, something that Paul Haggis took extra pride in avoiding in his leading Crash.

As for the spelling bee sequences themselves, theyre pretty good, although they dont quite bring that sense of tenseness that you might await, save for the climactic bee engagement between Akeelah and her spelling genius adversary. The movie takes the good route where the climax is concerned, but it does so in a way I wasnt actually expecting. I suppose one unpredictable moment is better than no unpredictable moment.

In the end, Akeelah and the Bee is a feel good family film that tries far too hard to be a feel good kin film. I liken the experience to watching a flick like Patch Sam Adams, although, thankfully, this picture show doesnt sink that deep. Unlike pictures such as the antecedently mentioned Trenchant For Bobby Fisher, Akeelah and the Bee tries so concentrated to warm the middle that it loses its sense of realism. Whats left is a cliché buffet with a few effective moments and a cast that is capable of very much, much more. Spell mediocre-M.e.d.i.o.c.r.e.

I actually say this inspection before I saw the film, and going in I couldnt imagine that a film with this premisse could be anything like you described, merely I have to let in it was filled with as a great deal cheese ass a quesadilla. Avoid at all costs, specially if youre on a diet.

Shoulda called it Akeelah and the BS - phony ass movie as Ive of all time seen. Both Fishburn and Bassett should be ashamed of their work.

The Fogginess continues the ongoing trend of remakes that get the original filmmakers look like geniuses. This unitary is an updating of the fantastic low budget 80s flick by Saint John Carptenter, (wHO "is" a flair in my book) and while this new adaptation benefits from a bigger budget, in the translation it loses everything that made the original so damned entertaining. In their attempt to blow us away with all the

Pieces of April was one of the most pleasant surprises at the this years festival. A simplistic, vacation charmer with a healthy dose of reality.

In the drama/comedy, Katie Arthur Holmes plays Apr Burns, a young adult female who, with the economic aid of her supportive swain Bobby (wondrously played by Antwone Fishers Derek St. Luke), prepare to make a Thanksgiving feast for Aprils estranged fellowship. Meanwhile the Family Robert Burns are making their long trip from suburban Pennsylvania to be with their daughter. During their road trip, the family share unflattering memories of Apr. Why the reconciliation? Aprils mother (stunningly played by Patricia Clarkson) has a tragic mysterious.

Pieces of April is the directorial debut of Peter Hedges, the grand screenwriter world Health Organization gave us Whats Eating Gilbert Grape back in the mid 90s. Moments of this intimate spell reminded me of Trick Hughes Planes, Trains and Automobiles with its road trip scenario and arresting revelations. Its also unbelievably charming and unpredictable, forcing the audience to laugh at things that they know theyre not in truth supposed to be riant at.

Holmes has developed into one charming actress. Her smile can light up a room and she exhibits an infectious warmth. Derek Luke proves that his turn in Antwone Fisher was no fluke as Bobby. This guy is the real deal, bringing a likable charm that perfectly compliments costar Holmes. Clarkson (wHO appeared in several movies at this years festival) is all to material as Aprils bitter mother. While on that point is a lot of bad feelings swirling around in there, you never once doubt her love towards her daughter.

Several characters float in and out of Pieces of April, and theyre all engaging, although I did tire a bit of Sean Hayes (of Will and Grace) as an eccentric neighbor.

In the end, Pieces of Apr makes you want to cry as much as it makes you want to laugh. In that respect, its a lot like life. This is a selfsame good picture.

Pieces of April is one of those rare films that hits you at a time in your life when you can connect to the characters lot a minuscule too much. I was very thwarted when Patriicia Clarkson didnt win the Oscar for this portrayal of a woman header with genus Cancer in such a fearless and novel way that Im inactive upset about it. Anyone who has not seen this film, particularly those who have seen their families grow apart and then gravitate back together, should see this treasure of a film. Saving grace